Battle
Overkill
The Killing Kind • 1996
Lyrics
"It's not like you can just kill me." - woman
"Actually, it's a lot like that." - man
Whatcha whatcha gonna do?
Who who who ya gonna screw?
Play it like ya really bad.
Fire!!!
Wanna wanna be the man.
Doin' everything ya can.
Play it like ya really bad
Tired!!!
Can I interest you in nothin'? will you buy my disease?
You can take what you want,
You can have what you need.
Can I interest you in nothing' ya I think you'll be pleased.
If you're lookin' for war, open the 1, 2, 3,
Door!
Bleedin' like a stuck pig,
Play it like you're really big,
Bleedin' like a stuck pig,
Don't matter!!!
No one loves ya baby now without sayin' please.
You got blood on your hands,
You got dirt on your knees.
Can I offer you salvation, yeah I thing you'll agree,
You're about to fall.
About to fall
The battle, The war! The battle.
Inside job, ya got a revolution, yeah,
Napoleon had less rage.
Self made mob,
Ya need an institution,
Yeah, ya need a full time cage.
Why do you stay here?
Why do you roam?
Chaos feed the big man...
He ain't going home. Ain't going home.
"It's not like you can just kill me"
Disciple of chaos,
A self made man.
Disciple of chaos,
That's what I am.
Disciple of chaos,
The silent roar,
Disciple of chaos,
Open the 1, 2, 3 war!
Whatcha whatcha gonna do?
Who who who ya gonna screw?
Whatcha whatcha gonna do?
"Actually, it's a lot like that." - man
Whatcha whatcha gonna do?
Who who who ya gonna screw?
Play it like ya really bad.
Fire!!!
Wanna wanna be the man.
Doin' everything ya can.
Play it like ya really bad
Tired!!!
Can I interest you in nothin'? will you buy my disease?
You can take what you want,
You can have what you need.
Can I interest you in nothing' ya I think you'll be pleased.
If you're lookin' for war, open the 1, 2, 3,
Door!
Bleedin' like a stuck pig,
Play it like you're really big,
Bleedin' like a stuck pig,
Don't matter!!!
No one loves ya baby now without sayin' please.
You got blood on your hands,
You got dirt on your knees.
Can I offer you salvation, yeah I thing you'll agree,
You're about to fall.
About to fall
The battle, The war! The battle.
Inside job, ya got a revolution, yeah,
Napoleon had less rage.
Self made mob,
Ya need an institution,
Yeah, ya need a full time cage.
Why do you stay here?
Why do you roam?
Chaos feed the big man...
He ain't going home. Ain't going home.
"It's not like you can just kill me"
Disciple of chaos,
A self made man.
Disciple of chaos,
That's what I am.
Disciple of chaos,
The silent roar,
Disciple of chaos,
Open the 1, 2, 3 war!
Whatcha whatcha gonna do?
Who who who ya gonna screw?
Whatcha whatcha gonna do?
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